Ok, it is clear that my cycling sickness is progressing. I am getting a kick out of getting pounded by the fast kids of the Valley Spokesman. Not only am I showing up for the rides, I am making an effort to stay with the fast folks (at least at some level). Today's ride averaged 17 mph with stops. Translation: since the group stops and waits a couple times, the actual ride pace is much, much quicker. I am using these rides as my only form of interval training. For example, how often do you find yourself sitting second behind a tandem at 28 mph when they wave you through. I guess in my case once is a enough. When they pulled off I couldn't hold the 28 mph (after all I am not a machine or a tandem), but I did manage 25 mph for about 1 1/2 miles and no one complained that I was going to slowly.
I guess I have to ride a bit more slowly now. I suppose that means I must ride uphill. Mount Diablo here I come!
The picture above is the reservoir along Calaveras. As you can see from the picture it is very serene and calming. As such, it provides the perfect counterpoint to the struggle inherent in trying to keep up on Valley Spokesman T 'n T rides.
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